However, he had promised the two girls before. If he said that he didn't bring them along now, he would feel that he was going back on his word.
Jing Shu seemed to have seen through Zhang Feng's difficulties and said with a pleading look, "Young Master, can you bring us along?"
"Yes, Young Master."
Zhang Yuyao also went forward to plead. She didn't care if Prince Zhang was looking for Yu 'er. She only cared that Prince Zhang didn't abandon her.
Zhang Feng was a little helpless. He was worried about the danger if he brought the two girls along, but he felt sorry for them if he didn't bring them along. Just as he was hesitating, a guard passed by the door. He instantly had an idea.
These guards used to be soldiers. If he brought them along, they might be fine. Even if there was danger, they should be able to stand on their own.
If he trained the guards according to the training methods of the special forces in the future, coupled with the resources of the forge, they might become a special force.
Thinking of this, he looked at the two girls. "I can bring you along, okay?"
The two girls were overjoyed and almost jumped up. They hurriedly said, "Thank you, Young Master."
With that, Jingshu pulled Zhang Yuyao out of the door. "We won't disturb Young Master anymore. We'll leave first."
Since Prince Zhang had already agreed, there was no need to stay any longer to avoid angering the Young Master. Moreover, the Young Master seemed to have something to say to the butler.
Sure enough, after the two girls left, Zhang Feng looked at Du Ziteng with a gloomy face. "Old Du, did you tell them that I was going to Jiangnan?"
Du Ziteng's face immediately fell. He hurriedly explained, "Master, it wasn't me. They saw Hua Nian and guessed it themselves."
"Enough."
Zhang Feng waved his hand and didn't intend to pursue the matter. Instead, he looked at Du Ziteng with a serious face. "Old Du, how is the situation with the Jiangnan clans and the Five Clans and Seven Hopes buying from us these few days?"
These words seemed to have touched Du Ziteng's heart. He raised his head and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. "Master, to tell you the truth, those clans are all buying from us. They want a lot every day. Now, the supply is a little short of supply. Not only that, they want us to give them a little more every day."
"Alright."
Zhang Feng was overjoyed, but a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes as he sneered, "From tomorrow onwards, give them 10% more every day, and 20% more the day after tomorrow, no less."
Du Ziteng was a little confused. Didn't Master hate the Jiangnan clan and the people of the five surnames and seven hopes? Furthermore, there was quite a bit of enmity between them. Even if they had business dealings, they were very careful and gave them the least amount. Why would they increase the amount of goods this time? This was a little illogical.
Thinking about it, he asked with a puzzled expression, "Master, didn't you hate those clans the most in the past? He had also given very little goods, so why did he suddenly want to increase it? This … "
At this point, he suddenly realized that he had said too much, so he stopped and looked at the old master. However, when he thought about how the old master wanted to increase the contact between the clan and the clan, he was extremely anxious in his heart. He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated, which made people very angry.
From the words just now, Zhang Feng already knew what the butler meant, but the plan had already been set, so he naturally would not give up. He said with a resolute face: "Old Du, I know what you mean. You are just worried that the clan will become bigger. Don't worry about this, if you want a person to die, you must first make them crazy. This time, I will make them crazy first, you just need to do as I say."
Du Ziteng frowned slightly. Although he could not understand Master's thoughts, he deeply knew that as long as Master was right, and most importantly, Master had a grudge with the clan, he could not let him go. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Yes, Master. Then I will go and inform them now."
With that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait."
Zhang Feng waved his hand to stop Du Ziteng, and said with a serious face: "Right now, how many guards are there in the manor?"
Du Ziteng's eyes rolled as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he said: "There are fifty-five guards, twenty or so servant girls, ten or so people in the kitchen, and some old women …"
"Okay, I told you to say the guards, not the number."
Zhang Feng unhappily interrupted Du Ziteng. He glanced at the empty space outside the door and said: "Immediately go and gather all the guards in the manor in the courtyard. I have something to announce."
Although Du Ziteng did not know what Zhang Feng was planning, he still nodded and left.
Zhang Feng took out a cigarette from his waist, lit it, and followed the footsteps out. He stood in the courtyard, feeling the cold wind of the cold day. At this time, there was no more snow, but he still felt as if his face had been scraped by snowflakes, dry and cold and painful.
He looked in the direction of Jiangnan, inhaling the cigarette, allowing the cigarette to stimulate his body, and gradually sank into his memories.
Yu 'er …
I hope nothing happens to you in Jiangnan. If something happens to you, I will definitely not let the clan of Jiangnan go.
I will definitely come to Jiangnan to find you. Wait for me.
After this period of time passes, the clan will definitely become powder under my feet.
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